Adopted. -Smosh Fan Fic- ✔COMPLETED

Ice Skating

I found out that the ice rink is only a few minutes away from where I live, so, I met up with Ian at the park and we walked down there.

We arrive at the ice skating rink and see Isaacs 'gang' outside.

"Ian... Are you sure 'bout this?" I ask. I seriously don't want to pass Isaac, not after what I did.

"C'mon. What is the worst that could happen?" He says and drags me along. I brace myself for what might happen.

We arrive at the enterance of the rink, and were stopped by Isaac.

"Fancy seeing you here Lia, with Ian?" Isaac laughs as he says Ian.

"At least I didn't get punched round the face by a girl!"Ian snaps. I grab his hand and try and pull him into the ice rink. He won't budge.

"This your girlfriend?" Isaac asks, pointing up and down at me.

"No." I say quickly.

"It is. Everyone will know about this." Isaac pulled out his phone. I pull Ian.away before it gets too out of hand.

"Great! Now everyone will think that we are going out!" I exclaim.

"Atleast Isaac won't bug you anymore about trying to ask you out." Ian replies.

"Yeah, true."

We go grab a pair of ice skates and sit outside the rink.

"Need any help?"I ask pointing down at Ian trying to put on the skate backwards.

"No. Fine." He replies nervously. After about 5 minutes of Ian struggling, we go onto the ice.

"Ladies first." Ian insists.

"Since when have you been poilte?" I laugh.

"Ur.. Since yesterday."

"That was rhetorical." I smirk.

I step onto the ice and turn to see Ian slowly walk onto the ice.

"I thought you were pro?"I ask, skating backwards.

"It takes a while." He shouts, gaining his balance. I glide towards him, and he makes an attempt to go forward. I hear snickers from people, and it turns out to be Isaac and his mates, Nick and John. Great. I tap Ian and point over to where they are standing. Ian turns, and falls over. The guys are in fits of laughter. I give them an evil look, and help Ian up. They then start imitating Ian falling over. I am going to kill them. I grab Ians arm and slowly guide him around. Luckily, he didn't fall over. Slowly, but surely, Ian gets the hang of things.

"Look who's pro now!" He smiles.

"But who had to teach yo-" I am cut off by Ian crashing into me.

"Where was the brakes?" Ian asks.

"There isn't any." I reply. We get up and walk off the ice.

"Don't trip!"Isaac laughs, blocking the way out. I push past him. I take off my skates,earning a few strange looks from everyone. I walk up to Isaac.

"Your turn. Or are you a chicken?"I smirk.

"Urh, my feet are bigger than yours." He replies.

"Maths really does help to find out feet sizes. Size 3, right?" I question. Isaac nods and grabs the skates.

"Could I borrow your phone, Isaac... Just incase you break it on the ice." I smile.

"Okay..." And he gives me his phone. I boot up the camera and record him.

Isaac walks onto the ice, trying not to slip over.

"Can I leave now. I am on the ice." He shouts.

"NOPE!! GLIDE BOY, GLIDE!" I yell back. He starts slipping, and falls over, facw first. Of course, I record the whole thing, on Isaac's phone. I quickly send the video to all of his contacts.

After Isaac storms off, me and Ian go grab something to eat.

"Remember.... Your paying!" I remind him.

"Keep under the limit of $5. Thats all I found in my room" He says.

We go into a bakery,as Ian fancied cakes. We wait in line to order our food. Ian is getting a brownie thingy, and I'm getting a muffin. I feel sorry for muffins, as people say that they are uglier versions of cupcakes. We order our food, plus two hot chocolates, and go sit down. As we start laughing about how Isaac made a fool of himself, I see two people who I rather eat than see here. Anthony and a blonde haired girl.

"Is that?" I gasp.

"Holy- Thats Charlotte? I thought he was refering to the fat red haired girl called Charlotte. I hate her hair colour." Ian says. I give him an evil look. My hair is naturally red.

"Excuse me.... " I sarcastily.

"Sorry. I didn't mean you. I mean,your hair is more of a darker red than Charlotte's" Ian stammers.

Then the worst happened. Anthony and Charlotte came and sat with us. If it wasn't for Ian glaring at me, I would of ripped Charlotte's head off. Anthony, Charlotte and Ian started talking about something, before Charlotte asked me something crazy.

"Do you wear make-up?"

"No... Why should I?" I answer.

"Ohmygod. You don't wear make-up?" She squeals.

"Did you even hear me. I said no." I reply.

"That means you are so uncool." She says.

"And? Your point is?" I question.

"You won't get a boyfriend!" She informs.

"Wha? Whats a 'BOUY-FRIEND'? Never heard of such a thing!" I say sarcasticly.

"Well, a boyfriend is someo-"

"Shut up. I know what one is." I interuppted.

"I get it now! You already have a boyfriend!" Charlotte grins.

"I have a what? Since when? Who is he? Why isn't he a llama? Who the hell is he?" I blurt out.

"YOU!!" She replies, pointing to Ian.

"Lia. Can I have a word..." Anthony says and pulls me up.

"Wassup?" I say.

"You... And... Ian..." He says.

"Eh?"

"Isaac sent me this." He showed me a picture of us at the ice rink. "Why?"

"Dude, we are not going out! Who do you believe. Isaac, or me?" I whisper madly.

"Judging by the photos, Isaac!" He says and walks back to the table.

"Really, Anthony? Really!" I shout and sigh. I knew it. Anthony will tell Mrs Padilla, she'll get mad at me and send me back to the adoption center. I knew I wouldn't last.